[Sorry, man. If there's one thing he doesn't abide, it's people denoting their own capability to become stronger. When the other half-assedly apologizes--Reaper smirks under the hidden hollows of his mask.]

I'll make up a practice range for you on the outskirts of the city in the next few days. Somewhere people won't freak out at the sound of gunfire.

Last thing I need is for the assholes I live with to come running, weapons drawn, to try to take me down again.